I've still been reading this diary like it's a novel. Just finished the part where Emily and I broke up for the first time.
So sad.
I never wrote about her death. Not on here anyway. It will be two years this next month.
She was my first love. My first lover. And I do miss her terribly sometimes.
Still, I am grateful for everything that she taught me.
Her greatest lesson (outside of showing me where the G-spot is) was to love with passion. Enjoy every moment you have.
It makes me wish my girlfriend were here.
I would hold her tightly in my arms and tell her I loved her. I never want to take her for granted.
I never want to take this beautiful thing called life for granted ever again.
11:42 a.m. - 2011-08-25
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